[ Hm... that's. Hm. It's frustrating but unsurprising. Still that... sort of leaves a question there. One that Sojiro himself asks a few moments later. ]
'Would you rather eat here instead?'
[ And that's actually a tough one. She doesn't know if Kana will even want to see her. And if Kana's mad at her too she doesn't know what she'll- there's also the question of who else might turn up. There's a lot of ifs and she doesn't like mot of them. But. But. Finally Futaba nods and.... slowly... slowly... inches her way back towards her seat in the back of the room. And... pulls the mask off once she's safely behind her laptop. Which frees up Sojiro to head towards the kitchen. ]
'Curry?'
[ Futaba shakes her head sharply. No curry. Sojiro's face falls a bit at that, but he doesn't comment, turning to Makoto instead. ]
'Feel free to have a seat while I get things opened up.'
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'Would you rather eat here instead?'
[ And that's actually a tough one. She doesn't know if Kana will even want to see her. And if Kana's mad at her too she doesn't know what she'll- there's also the question of who else might turn up. There's a lot of ifs and she doesn't like mot of them. But. But. Finally Futaba nods and.... slowly... slowly... inches her way back towards her seat in the back of the room. And... pulls the mask off once she's safely behind her laptop. Which frees up Sojiro to head towards the kitchen. ]
'Curry?'
[ Futaba shakes her head sharply. No curry. Sojiro's face falls a bit at that, but he doesn't comment, turning to Makoto instead. ]
'Feel free to have a seat while I get things opened up.'